oh me oh mytag:typepad.com,2003:weblog-834474591023654522012-07-07T19:52:30-07:00TypePadSemanticstag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a012877059d2e970c01676846d407970b2012-07-07T19:52:30-07:002012-07-07T19:52:30-07:00While reading, she came across a word She had seen before Perhaps even heard it used in conversation but didn't yet have the confidence to pronounce it out loud. Neither was she sure of its definition. Aware of several sources to consult- she decisively waited instead to happen upon it in context Knowing this was the only genuine way to learn its meaning or what it meant to her or how she would use it in a sentence The word itself revealed its origins-- Irish. and unveiled new uses that leant toward meaning. And every letter --another clue that the...sarah belle

While reading, she came across a word

She had seen before

Perhaps even heard it used in conversation

but didn't yet have the confidence to pronounce it

out loud.

Neither was she sure of its definition.

Aware of several sources to consult-

she decisively waited instead to happen upon it in context

Knowing this was the only genuine way to learn its meaning

or what it meant to her

or how she would use it in a sentence

The word itself revealed its origins-- Irish.

and unveiled new uses that leant toward meaning.

And every letter

--another clue

that the word was too preoccupied (definition A, B, C)

for her to ever say it out loud with confidence.

tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a012877059d2e970c0168e928f894970c2012-03-23T17:53:58-07:002012-03-23T17:53:58-07:00You reach down with your measuring cup and you realize you're scraping the bottom of the bag of flour. You barely have enough to make the pancake that was supposed to get you through the day. Then all of a sudden some do-gooder comes by and knocks on your door holding a entire quart of whole-wheat goodness. That means you get to make your pancake and invite your neighbor over for breakfast who has been eating bran flakes for about a week now. Encouragement-- that flower watering,overall wearing grandpa's wave sunshine a letter Word a voice mail a text message...sarah belle

You reach down with your measuring cup and you realize you're scraping the bottom of the bag of flour. You barely have enough to make the pancake that was supposed to get you through the day.

Then all of a sudden some do-gooder comes by and knocks on your door holding a entire quart of whole-wheat goodness. That means you get to make your pancake and invite your neighbor over for breakfast who has been eating bran flakes for about a week now.

time on my handstag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a012877059d2e970c016302a06cc0970d2012-03-08T18:02:34-08:002012-03-08T18:02:34-08:00It is a blessing but the extra time can easily be turned into a curse depending on how I choose to use it. Supposedly I'm in transition. Transitioning right now feels an awful lot like idling. Certainly, I've had to take a different angle when approaching the concept of progress. In terms quantitative or measurable progress (school, work, money, projects, etc.) very little progress is being made. If I choose to base my own self-worth or happiness or mental stability in this type of progress, well, I'm a worthless, sad lunatic. But- there's a lot of progress going on in...sarah belle

It is a blessing but the extra time can easily be turned into a curse depending on how I choose to use it.

Supposedly I'm in transition. Transitioning right now feels an awful lot like idling. Certainly, I've had to take a different angle when approaching the concept of progress. In terms quantitative or measurable progress (school, work, money, projects, etc.) very little progress is being made. If I choose to base my own self-worth or happiness or mental stability in this type of progress, well, I'm a worthless, sad lunatic.

But-

there's a lot of progress going on in my head and in my heart. The Lord is so good and so patient with us. He knows what we need, he knows us so well. He will sustain us. I believe this.

There are things I miss terribly--and I try not to focus on them too often because these envious glances at the way it used to be or the way I think it should be often blind me from the good right in front of my face. O God help me.

Lately, I've been missing my church family in Knoxville and people from school. I've been so thankfully for podcasts (listening to them like never before, thanks to Extra Time).

So to the two of you who read this blog, I would encourage you to listen to:

the sun of righteousness shall risetag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a012877059d2e970c016300f3424a970d2012-02-07T11:05:51-08:002012-02-07T11:05:51-08:00"But for you who fear My name, the sun of righteousness will rise with healing in its wings ; and you will go forth and skip about like calves from the stall." Malachi 4:2 It's a promise.sarah belle

"But for you who fear My name, the sun of righteousness will rise with healing in its wings ; and you will go forth and skip about like calves from the stall." Malachi 4:2

time keeps on slippin'tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a012877059d2e970c014e876a3217970d2011-04-11T11:04:15-07:002011-04-11T11:05:56-07:00My default song (the song that randomly starts playing in my head most often when not much of anything is happening in this brain of mine) is "Fly Like An Eagle" by The Steve Miller Band. dodo dooodooo. I don't even particularly enjoy this song. I can't control it! It just gets stuck roaming around my head. Sometimes I wake up and the first thing I hear is "I wanna fly like an eagle." Sounds inspiring, but I'm usually just thinking "where does that song keep coming from?" Fllly right through the revolution! That was nothing you needed to know,...sarah belle

My default song (the song that randomly starts playing in my head most often when not much of anything is happening in this brain of mine) is "Fly Like An Eagle" by The Steve Miller Band.

dodo dooodooo.

I don't even particularly enjoy this song. I can't control it! It just gets stuck roaming around my head. Sometimes I wake up and the first thing I hear is "I wanna fly like an eagle." Sounds inspiring, but I'm usually just thinking "where does that song keep coming from?"

Fllly right through the revolution!

That was nothing you needed to know, but now you do. Consider yourself informed.

Well, while I'm at it.

You know when you go to look for something (maybe in your backpack) and you completely forget what you went in for. You keep looking til one neuron sparks another and then you suddenly remember. I feel so lost when that happens but so so happy when I remember.

That is all. I hope you didn't stop doing something important/meaningful to read this blog post.

Have a good one.

Drive off into the sunset, Tchaikovsky. tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a012877059d2e970c0148c758c67a970c2011-01-05T19:40:26-08:002011-01-05T19:40:26-08:00I met my friend Meli for lunch today. It was so good to see her. She is such a committed friend. We ate at Olive Garden - my first minestrone experience but certainly not the last! Then I was able to meet up with Emily and we drank some coffee and listened to music in my car and we said our goodbyes. Then I rode off into the sunset in Boaz, my Corolla. This sunset was breathtaking. Really, pictures of canyons, mountains, sunsets....what's the point? "There's nothing like the real thing, baby." Do you know what I mean? Pictures never...sarah belle

I met my friend Meli for lunch today. It was so good to see her. She is such a committed friend.

We ate at Olive Garden - my first minestrone experience but certainly not the last!

Then I was able to meet up with Emily and we drank some coffee and listened to music in my car and we said our goodbyes.

Then I rode off into the sunset in Boaz, my Corolla.

This sunset was breathtaking.

Really, pictures of canyons, mountains, sunsets....what's the point? "There's nothing like the real thing, baby." Do you know what I mean? Pictures never do these things justice.

Mom & Dadtag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a012877059d2e970c0133f4cd92e5970b2010-10-02T18:21:45-07:002010-10-02T18:21:45-07:00I just really like this picture of my parents. This is life before kids. I have to say, dad's looking pretty cool with the hat and the stache going on. They've been married for about 26? years. I'm so thankful to have good parents. They're certainly had rough times in life but they've shown me that love stays -for poor or for poorer, in sickness and in sickerness. :)sarah belle

I just really like this picture of my parents. This is life before kids. I have to say, dad's looking pretty cool with the hat and the stache going on.

They've been married for about 26? years. I'm so thankful to have good parents. They're certainly had rough times in life but they've shown me that love stays -for poor or for poorer, in sickness and in sickerness. :)

Daily Affirmationtag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a012877059d2e970c0133ef580e16970b2010-05-30T18:48:08-07:002010-05-30T18:49:40-07:00
We should all say this first thing in the morning.
I can do anything good!
I like:
-my job
-my hair, my haircuts
-my stuff
-my family
-my music
-my bike
-my friends
What do you like?
sarah belle